79 years young

I know the patriarchy is almost over, but not in Rodman, N.Y. I was "about town" with Dad today -- at the grocery store, at the walking track, at a neighbor's house who taps his trees and sells the syrup -- and I think he knew someone at every stop. "Hi, Jerry!" "Looking good, Jerry!" I even scored a free quart of syrup for being his progeny! Anyway, happy 79th to the man who made me the man I am today.